Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Such a stare, such a light and a smile, made Mo Qiuxi's face red.

Mo Qiuxi felt that she was married to Wen Qingzhu, but she was still easily influenced by him, her heart throbbed and her heartbeat accelerated.

It was like the first encounter.

Wen Qingzhu looked at Mo Qiuxi and lowered his head, Wen Wen asked: "What kind of food do you like to eat? You come to choose a few, I will cook for you at noon today."

Mo Qiuxi was startled, suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes, did he cook? Did she hear it right?

Mo Qiuxi's heart skipped for a moment.

For the first time, she heard Wen Qingzhu say cooking, and she didn't know he would cook.

Wen Qingzhu looked at Mo Qiuxi in surprise, especially his eyes widened, with a misty color, especially cute.

Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed Mo Qiuxi's forehead. "Don't be so surprised, I have studied cooking."

At this moment, Wen Qingzhu suddenly felt too much guilt for Mo Qiuxi.

He really didn't seem to cook a meal for her by himself.

Since breaking up with Wan Qing, he hasn't really been in a kitchen for a long time.

Mo Qiuxi is still very easy to satisfy. This will slowly smile because of Wen Qingzhu's words.

Mo Qiuxi's smile is beautiful and charming after the rain.

She didn't know that she really laughed and was really touching.

And Wen Qingzhu felt that the color in front of him was bright, as if a brilliant light flashed, and his heart seemed to be hit by something.

After he recovered, Mo Qiuxi's smile had settled. She seemed to have forgotten all the unhappiness. This would be a good mood and look forward.

The two bought some vegetables and returned home. Wen Qingzhu washed his hands, changed his home clothes, and went into the kitchen to start cooking.

Mo Qiuxi couldn't hold back, wanted to take a look, and followed into the kitchen.

Wen Qingzhu looked back at Mo Qiuxi, "If you are bored, go to the living room to watch TV and play with your mobile phone.

Mo Qiuxi shook his head, "I'll help you."

Wen Qingzhu looked at her stubborn eyes, nodded, and only asked her to wash the vegetables. Since he was the cook, he didn't have to do anything with Mo Qiuxi.

When Wen Qing cuts vegetables, the knife is very powerful.

Especially he is a doctor. The sliced ​​potato chips are really the same size, one piece at a time, and the cucumber and carrot are not.

Mo Qiuxi couldn't help but praised it, and it was really good, just like the artwork, much better than her.

Now, she is really looking forward to it, and feels that his cooking should be much better than her.

When Wen Qingzhu was cooking, Mo Qiuxi couldn't help but look forward.

Wen Qingzhu said warmly: "Don't be crushed by oil."

After watching Mo Qiuxi, he couldn't help but say: "Qingzhu, if you are not a doctor, you will be a first-class chef."

After Wen Qingzhu poured the dishes on the plate, he couldn't help reaching out and scraping Mo Qiuxi's nose, "Your husband can raise you."

This kind of intimate action, Wen Qingzhu did not have any sense of disobedience.

But Mo Qiuxi suddenly lost her heart, and getting along with this kind of intimacy and nature, there are actually few between them.

She doesn't know what happened to Wen Qingzhu today, but such a real Wen Qingzhu is what she likes, and can make her want to get close and want to get close. Not a state of respect.

He used to be gentle and good to her, but there is a feeling of being inaccessible in gentleness, that is, the feeling of being incapable of intercourse.

Mo Qiuxi was unnatural at this moment, and Wen Qingzhu didn't find out that he was also very focused on cooking.

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